I swallow hard. “What do you mean?”
“Should I tie you up again? Should I take control of you?”
His words alone send a shiver straight through to my groin and every nerve center in my body lights with excitement at the thought of my wrists tied with his knots.
When I don’t answer, he steps toward me. It’s now that I see how large he truly is. And while I’ve never seen a dick in real life, I’d guess Hawk would win the blue ribbon at some county fair with this behemoth. It’s at least seven inches long and wider than what seems to be humanly possible.
He reads the arousal and excitement on my face and lifts the oversized t-shirt I’ve been wearing up and over my shoulders, exposing my bare body to his.
“You have one minute to tell me you don’t want to be tied, then I’m going to assume you want it.”
I stare up at him, lost in the urges I see swimming in his gaze. “I want to be tied,” I whisper.
He stills before staring down at my feet, dragging his eyes up slowly, then reaches for a necktie that’s been tucked in his suitcase.
My blood heats as he bends into my mouth and kisses me gently.
“Arms behind your back,” he growls.
I do as I’m told, and relish in every second his large body leans into mine as he ties a simple knot around my wrists.
I struggle against him a bit, but it’s for play. I like that he’s in control.
With his hands on the knot he’s just tied, he guides me off the bed until I’m standing in front of it, facing away from him.
“Bend over,” he groans. “Let me see what that tight little pussy can handle.”
Excitement rushes through me as he drags his free hand down my spine and onto my ass. Once there, he pauses as I lean my face against the soft sheets. I’ve been to the Mountain View Lodge a million times, but never like this.
My pulse drums loud in my ears. I’m not sure what comes next, and I like it that way.
“Look at this nice ass. This nice… distracting ass,” he groans, rubbing over the top of the smooth flesh that’s out in front of him.
I’ve never been spanked. Hell, I’ve never done much of anything, but my entire body is aching for him to punish me. For what… I don’t care. Just punish me.
“I told you to stay put today, didn’t I?” he growls, running his hand over my ass. “Did you?”
“No, but you should be glad I didn’t. I got your guy.”
He laughs playfully. “You did get my guy… didn’t you?”
I nod.
“But you still didn’t follow directions. And in law enforcement, when someone doesn’t follow directions… there’s a punishment.”
“Do it!” I beg. “Punish me!” My throat is tight as his cock pokes up against my thigh from behind and suddenly his palm spanks me.
“Hmm,” he groans, rubbing against the stinging skin he’s left behind. “Tell me you’ll be a good girl.”
“I’ll be a good girl,” I pout. “Just fuck me. Fuck me hard.” My hips rock toward him, my pussy dripping wet as I call out for him, desperate for his invasion. My heart thumps against my chest.
“Tell me you’re mine.” He tightens his grip on the knot behind my back. “Tell me you’re mine forever.”
“I want nothing more,” I cry. “Please… fuck me.”
“I love to hear you beg,” he growls.
“Then I’ll beg. Fuck me! Please! I’m aching for you!”